Cassandra's Adventures Pt. 05 by Antarctica77,Antarctica77

Author’s note:

Thanks for once again choosing to read an installment of Cassandra’s Adventure. Happy reading. Also shout out to Stubbypinhead for help with proof.

Also, racist comments get removed. Remember, it takes you longer to write it than for me to hit ‘delete’.

*

It had been a few days since Cass had spent the night at Neil’s (and fucked him in our kitchen). It still filled with me raging horned up jealousy to know Neil fucked my fiancée so good that she forgot about time and space and accidentally spent the night. This close to our wedding, no less. Luckily, there seemed to be tons of footage of everything. Except for one part. Perhaps, in the deepest parts of me, the hottest part yet. I hadn’t dared say anything yet, but knowing how riskful it had been… when Neil creampied Cass.

There was just something about it. Her being off the pill, Neil being Neil… and then for something so risky to happen… It was so dangerous, yet I got turned on to no end, knowing the risk Cass was put into with Neil. By Neil. How good it felt for her to be intimately fucked by Neil, then their coupling consummated in such a way? How Neil bred Cass, as she had so favorably put it. I knew it was stupid, dumb even, but some part of me almost wished there was some way that could happen, but without the risk. But also with the risk. The risk was so… delicious. Of course there was the pill, but that wasn’t what I meant. I didn’t really know what I meant.

But the thought and frustration of Neil doing my own girl so well, and there was nothing I could do about it, and then also playing at the dangerous game of… breeding her, as Cass had put it herself. That thought. I don’t know if it sickened me, or turned me on. Or both. Or one and then the other. Jesus, I was a mess.

Luckily, however, Cass did the responsible thing and got a morning after pill. It was an accident after all. Rubber ripping? Can’t help it sometimes.

Something else that made this day unbearable was a small conversation I had over text messages… with Neil.

13:17: “Taking a small vacay to AC. Just letting you know, when I’m back I’ll have plenty of time to bang that black ass.”

At first I thought he had sent the text to the wrong number, that it was meant for Cass, so I chose to ignore it. But after a few minutes I got a few more.

13:39: “But I have a suspicion you’d like that.”

13:40: “I saw you”

13:40: “In the window. Kitchen.”

13:43: “I think you like to watch. You like me banging your girl. Beyond me, you sneaky fuck. Maybe I’ll let you watch some day! HAH!”

And that was it. I never really responded to it so Neil let up. But Neil starting to figure out things and stuff certainly made things more… scary? Or maybe anxious. I was even contemplating not telling Cass, but I knew for the sake of our fantasy to work I had to. I knew she withheld things and denied me in some aspects, but that was different, I thought.

“So he’s catching on?” Cass asked, forking down her dinner.

It was later, and I had just told her about how Neil had texted me. We ate a few more minutes in silence. Cass looked pretty thoughtful, as she slowed down her chewing. I knew she was thinking. She had this way her expression changed when her brain started celebrating, and when that happened it was best to let her think.

“Other fantasies… Like a threesome bondage. Once you’ve had a threesome or two, that’s for the most part it, right?” Cass asked more or less rhetorically.

“Yeah?”

“Or other fantasies. Futanari, incest. It never really happens. It’s something you keep a lid on. So I was thinking. Where does this end?” Cass said, fixing her beautiful smart hazel eyes at me.

To emphasize it was time for me to answer, Cass threw in some salad, chewing it while staring at me, awaiting my answer.

“When… how do you mean? All of it?” I asked, putting my cutlery aside.

“Humiliation and denial, hell, baby, we can do that forever. I’ve got a mind for that sorta thing, I think we’ve both discovered that. But sharing me with Neil. Sexually. Does that ever end? How is that working out in the future in your mind? I have my thoughts on it, but I want to hear from you first,” Cass said.

“I haven’t… really thought about it that way. You know what they say about us guys, we only think with the wrong head. But… Like with the condom ripping it sort of made this whole ordeal so… more real. Like half the time it is hard to think that you, beautiful Cassandra Rose, bioengineer on her way to a masters, and even soon a PHD, to be married with me, is banging someone like Neil. Janitor Neil, who smokes and coughs like a chimney, doesn’t care about anything or anyone, is somewhat racist, and who on top of that got fired, possibly for sexual harassment. It is so surreal, and yet so viscously turning me on to no end,” I answered.

I tried to get as much of my thoughts out as possible, and I was thankful that Cass was patient in listening to me. I got up and picked up the dishes. Also, it was a way to keep my hands busy while going through the motions. I wanted us to have this conversation without the immediate presence of my erection.

“But when the condom ripped. Like we talked about having kids, no? And personally maybe we’ve been moving a bit fast with this fantasy? A biiit caught up in it, no? Like last time… that was way too risky. Like, I don’t think it’s very appealing to raise Neil’s kids. That whole notion was fucking ridiculous. And even if you take away the… accident. Sleeping over wasn’t planned, but it was certainly a bridge too far. But the fast pace is also a major thrill, gotta say. Waking up and thinking how you and him fucked all night. To say I was turned on would be an understatement. Like, I think we should be able to have fun with it, and play a bit into the losing control aspect… That has a tinge of dangerous fun to it. Like you get turned on by submitting, and basically that boils down to losing control? Not that you have to completely give in, but getting caught up can be fun, as long as we know it for what it is.”

I stopped opposite of Cass and looked at her for her reaction, it being her time to respond this time. I needed some water anyway, Jesus. I never talked that much at a time before.

“That was what I was thinking too. We need to establish some sort of control, and by putting a fence post up, or a finish line rather, we kind of know where it stops. No matter what, I think. We’ll have our fun, then move on. Especially with how fast we’ve been moving with this kink. So where does it end? I think we really should make a hard cut somewhere. Like play this thing out a bit, play with it, have fun. Get some good videos for whenever we feel the urge again, then wash our hands of it and be done. Personally, I was thinking up until the wedding. Like that last week before the wedding? That’s it, I think.”

Cass was making way too much sense. Though I did have one last idea I had been sort of putting off. But it turned me on beyond belief. One special thing I wanted to do. Cass to do. Maybe it was asking too much. For both of us. Like the creampie thing, it was something I was afraid to express.

“And what is it?” Cass asked, reading my expression. “I can tell there is something you wanna say. Spill it. We’re talking about it, ain’t we?”

I exhaled heavily. Quickly I organized my thoughts so they would come out the correct way. Still, I white knuckled the armrest on my chair as I braced myself. Cass smiled at me encouragingly.

“I… erh. Sorta… I thought it would be hot… Like you said, some fantasies are best under a lid. Maybe this is one of them. But I was thinking about… It would be such a naughty thing if Neil slept with you first after the wedding. You know, waiting for you in the bridal suite…”

Silence filled the room as I trailed off, realizing what I was saying. We stared at one another. Had I really stepped in it this time?

“This is awkward,” Cass started. “I had been thinking the same thing. As a way to deny you your first right. Deny you your own wife at your own wedding night. Just for the first few fucks, though, of course… But I was thinking I couldn’t do that to you, so I wasn’t going to say anything. I love you too much.”

“Well, that is a surprise!” I chuckled, rubbing my neck. “Well. Like you said about lids. Doesn’t have to come off. Wait, first few fucks?”

“Yeah. Girl gotta have her fix. And Neil is insatiable. Being the first to fuck your wife, even before you, would surely excite him to no end, and you know how he takes what he wants. I’m pretty sure he’d take me over and over, for sure. Hell, I might even abstain from his big dick a few days before just to make it special. Or even better, what if I get really stuffed up just before I walk down the aisle? Wouldn’t that be hot? Me fucking him before and after the reception? Hell, thinking about it now, I’d sneak off to fuck him on our way to the after party. Or at the after party! Fuck, Neil is getting me so wet, Isaac, you have no idea. Why did you have to mention him fucking the bride on our special night? Fucking your bride? Now I’m hungry for some proper… breeding.”

Almost as a knee jerk reaction I stood up. Cass’ words were starting to do me over. I felt my growing erection come with vengeance.

“Oh, you gonna fuck me now? Bwah, why even bother, those condoms suck,” Cass said with venom. But she turned her frown to a cheeky smile as her eyes traveled down my body, telling me the truth of her intentions. To rile me up.

“You big beefy boy, you better work hard for it, cuz lately it hasn’t been cutting it- WOAH!”

Cass squealed in delight as I bolted across the room, picked her up and threw her over my shoulder like a rag doll. I marched us both straight to the bedroom.

“Such language will get punished!” I declared theatrically.

“Oh, no!” Cass mocked. “Will the big boss have his way with this defenseless girl? What am I to do?”

I tossed her onto the bed and threw myself at her, kissing at her neck. Soon Cass was squirming under my eager tonguing of her sweet soft skin, savoring her delightfully. Nobody drove me crazier than this gorgeous, magnificent woman.

“Please, I’m a bad girl. I need spanking!” Cass said, shoving me off of her and rolling onto her stomach. She turned her eyes to me and bit her tongue so cutely, wiggling her ass at me.

God. She hadn’t yet let me do that too much, but now she was begging for it. She drove me nuts. I drew my hand back and gave her a smack. Not too hard, but harder than I usually did.

“Pff, you can do better than that!” Cass goaded.

I pulled back and gave her a much better smack. Cass squealed. Luckily in delight, because for a small moment she had me worried. We never carried on like this before, so seeing the redness in her cheek was a bit off for me, but she seemed to get off on being dominated, so I was more than happy to play her game. But only for a few good smacks on both cheeks. I needed to be inside my fiancée as soon as possible.

I slipped on a condom, and when I saw that Cass didn’t move out of her prone position, I got up and took position across her legs. I got a view I had seen little of before. Especially just before banging her. Her cheeks pushed up so beautifully, looking so tight and shapely. It was perfectly reasonable for her to not trust me back here, because all I wanted to do was dive right in and eat her out like this.

But I knew better. Instead, I hoped to finally fuck my girl from behind, like I had been dying for. Like Neil had been doing.

“Come on then, dear husband. Punish your girl. Do your worst!” Cass said.

I needed no further encouragement as I sunk my condom clad cock into her opening, finally feeling the different clinging sensation of doing Cass from behind. The sight of her ass, getting to fuck her from behind and how fucking tight she was in this position made me pause. I had to savor this.

Cass let out a long guttural groan as I sunk down to the hilt with ease. She was so wet and the way she clutched the sheets as I held deep inside her gave me the hints that I needed. She could tease me all she wanted, but her physical reaction to having her true lover inside her once more, and in such a favorable position no less, told me everything.

After resting a few moments, feeling her out, I started to slowly thrust into her. More groans came from her as I slowly, over the course of minutes, started to pick up the pace. It was both for my own sake and hers. Too soon is too soon, and just now it felt like we should probably go for more than two pumps.

“Fuck that… That is so good, Isaac,” Cass said, her own chemistry betraying her attempts at humiliating my capabilities. She could humiliate me all she wanted, but we both knew. It was me and her.

“Though… god… fuck… I could go for some actual deep penetration… fuck… but you’re good, just stay right there…” Cass said, forcing each poisonous statement out through gritted teeth.

I started to give it to her even harder now, fueled by burning arousal.

“Yeah… that’s right…” Cass gasped and then squealed out. Her humiliation and my reaction to it seemed to drive her right into a blaring orgasm, as she started to buck up against me. I felt her clamp so fucking hard down on my cock I exploded right along with her.

“Phew… that was fucking great,” Cass said, and I rolled off onto my back. “You still got it champ,” she added, slapping my chest lightly.

“That was something, yeah,” I panted, shining with sweat.

“See? We can have lots of fun without any pesky big dicked asshole!” Cass said. I couldn’t help but agree.

“Fuck yeah. Even if it shocked you back when it happened, I think, as I said, we can have fun with it.”

“Maybe… a small break will do us fine, though? I have so much stuff going down the next week up until Wednesday. And there’s that charity football game planned for next Friday. A breather from all this taboo debauchery will be much welcomed.”

“That’s when you have your presentation right? On Wednesday? Or was it the paper delivery?” I asked.

“The presentation, yes.”

“Can I watch?”

“You can watch my ass! Hell no! Stay far away!” Cass said laughing. She was always a bit shy when it came to ‘showing off’ her academic prowess. She sort of just did it.

“By the way, that is why there are some PVC barrels in the shed. I’m to do some stuff on storage and erosion of certain acids. Don’t bother with them, I’ll have them picked up whenever.”

*

That weekend and the following week, I gave Cass a lot of breathing room. I knew how hard she worked, especially if she wanted to do a PHD later, that she needed all the focus she could muster. So I of course gave her the space she needed. Every morning Cass went for a brisk jog, then drove to the University where she worked until the evening. I made sure to send her care packages with all kinds of snacks and what not. When focused on a task like this, something she was really invested in, Cass could sometimes lose a bit of focus on other things. Such as nutrition. Luckily, she had me to make sure she ate and slept at least enough to function.

Something that did surprise me a bit, was the absence of Neil. We were having a break, and though some part of me wished Neil would make Cass forget that said break, he was nowhere to be seen. He had been pretty adamant about visiting Cass a lot if he were to lose his job. But as far as I could tell, he had gone with the wind. I wasn’t sure if I was relieved that Cass got the space she needed, or if I was disappointed that we didn’t get more vile adventures.

As warmer weather and temperatures came rolling down on the Midwest, I knew outdoor activities were something that was on the horizon. And Cass had expressed an interest in taking up tennis once again, after her university was done for the semester. In her case, done with her whole master’s program. So with the due date coming up on Wednesday, and after consulting Jen the secretary, I scanned Cass’ clothing for her measurements and went out and ordered her a splendid white tennis dress. Both for her benefit and also my own. I very much looked forward to seeing her all sweaty in a sexy small white dress and a sporty visor. Cass always looked so good when she dressed sporty. So it would sort of suit as a present for her for finishing her master’s.

Wednesday finally arrived. I woke Cass up with breakfast in bed, which she was thoroughly grateful for. Then she was off to the University. Honestly, it almost felt like I was more nervous than she was. Cass was calm and collected, focused. At work I was pacing a lot. I tried to stay focused but I knew around noon Cass would show up at my office for a long awaited lunch (it had been a while since the last time), after her presentation and master’s defense. Either to celebrate or to mourn.

So here I was. Sitting staring at the door. I even went several times to ask Jen, who was back on duty, but no Cass yet. Something I also appreciated about our upcoming lunch was that it was sure not to be interrupted by Neil. I wanted this moment for us, and no god damn taboo stuff in our moment of victory. Also, the new cleaning lady threw the vacuum out, and never cleaned the office during lunch.

“No, she’s not here yet, sir. By the way, there is a charity football game. Cass probably mentioned it, but in case, here’s a pamphlet. You’ll quarterback one of the teams.”

“I will?” I had quarterbacked my way into a college scholarship, so I would probably be a good choice, but I had to scan my brain to recollect whenever I signed up for any charity event.

“Cass signed your name up,” Jen said, typing something on her keyboard.

“I guess I am quarterbacking then.”

“Yes, you are!” someone said behind me.

I turned and there she was! Smiling from ear to ear. And with a new haircut! She usually wore her curly hair around the shoulders, or in a ponytail, but now she had done her hair up in a sporty afro! Cass had done it before, and she wore it like a damn queen, I had to say. It also matched her light blue button-up shirt (which looked to be tight in just the right spots) and the sheer white, skin-tight jeans she wore.

“I like your hair!” I said, scanning her.

“Glad you noticed!” Cass said and gave me a twirl. “Ready for the summer! Had to celebrate!”

“How did it go?” I asked. I had a sense of how her presentation had probably gone, with her being in this great of a mood.

“I got an Aaaaaa!” Cass said, smiling broadly.

A small hooray went throughout the cubicles. My nosy workers seemed to have been paying attention. No wonder, just look at her! Maybe they didn’t know the full extent, but Cass’ sunny disposition and her A grade work shone through every fiber of her. I hugged her tightly, giving her a warm peck on the cheek.

“Congratulations, Cass,” I exclaimed proudly. “You deserve it!”

Jen made her way over and gave her a hug too.

“Great work, dear,” Jen said, smiling. “What did you write about again? Something toxic, I remember.”

“Erh, very technical stuff. Acid erosion and its capabilities in preserving- You know what. Let’s leave it at acids, shall we?” Cass said, laughing slightly. Jen did too.

Inside the office, I pulled a chair out for her and settled her down into it, wanting to give her the dress right away. I moved her hands to her eyes.

“What is it?” she asked coyly.

“I have something for you,” I said, hurrying around my desk and to one of my big drawers where I had hid her dress in a carton.

“Now, that’s sweet!” Cass said excitedly. “You didn’t have to.”

I handed her the pretty carton the clerk had put the dress in. Cass opened her eyes, her notice drawn to the brand on the carton.

“Oooouuh,” Cass tooted, sending me a warm smile. She unwrapped it and found the dress.

“Oh my! Thanks,” she exclaimed, standing up and giving me a big kiss right on the lips. God I loved this woman. “And here I was wanting to pick up tennis again! Thanks, Isaac!”

“Now you can. There is a visor there, too, should be matching,” I beamed. It was always such a reward seeing her happy and excited.

Cass held the dress up to her shoulders to check the fit, and to her surprise it did! Not to mine, by the fucks I had made such an effort to check all her cloths for the right measurements. It would not be a good look if I bought my own future wife a present and hadn’t known her measurements.

“You even got the right size? Oh you!” Cass said, tracing a finger down my chest. “Makes me wanna try it on right now… but I kind of wanna save it for my next tennis lesson. I wanna school Hannah thoroughly when she comes up for the wedding. Last time she managed to score, and that can’t ever happen again!”

Hannah was a friend of hers from college. They hadn’t really seen each other since then, but I guess they played tennis together? I truly didn’t know. I had only met her a few times back when Cass and I had just begun dating.

“Damn… and here I thought I had the surprise,” Cass muttered thoughtfully.

“What?”

“Maybe I’ll save it for later. I don’t wanna ruin the moment,” Cass said. But I pushed until she relented. “Fine, fine! I… I know we were supposed to take things a bit slower- No I haven’t fucked him, but Neil and I have been texting a bit. And I wanted to show you.”

Cass slid her phone over the desk. I picked it up. I hadn’t really seen much of their texting since… well probably since before it all happened. And from the looks of it, they had been texting, but not as much as I thought they would be. Mostly pictures of Cass in some of her usual poses, pictures I had all received before.

Then a chain of texts followed, from… just a few minutes ago.

12.05 Neil: “How did the presentation go?”

12.07 Cass: “It went well, but I want to tell Isaac first.”

12.07 Neil: “Don’t you mean you wanna fuck first? My dick is hard, and I know you’re wet you dirty slut. I need to breed you again”

12.15 Neil: “Maybe after?”

12.16 Cass: “Wait your turn, you impatient man”

12.16 Cass: “Besides, we can’t do that again. We need to be more careful”

I looked at Cass. Where was this going? “Keep reading,” Cass urged.

12.17 Neil: “On oyur way to ur fucking dumb idiot boyfriend, come by and suck me off while I eat you out.”

12.17 Cass: “okay”

I gulped. Had she really seen him? Before me? I looked over at Cass who was smiling devilishly back at me, starting to bite her lip as I put two and two together. Knowing Neil, I was almost sure that more than ‘just’ a blowjob and eating her out happened.

“So. Did you?” I asked.

“God… Just read on, damn it”

12.17 Cass: “But not today. Don’t push it” and then another text, reading “You don’t wanna push this girl ;)”

12.18 Neil: “You’re on the breaking point of losing it, you’re just chicken shit to give in. you want it.”

12.25 Neil: “Anyway, you need to have your man invite me over Saturday”

And that was it. I looked over at the clock and it was now 12.45. And it was just what Cass had been talking about. Inviting Neil over. At first I was like, why the fuck would we do that? But Cass had been the main lead in this fantasy, and so far it had been nothing but delicious debauchery. Also, it had sort of led me to speculate if that opened up the possibility of watching Neil and Cass. Just the thought was exciting.

“So. What is our excuse?” Cass asked, looking at me.

“We’re inviting him over then?”

“It’s only reasonable. After all…” Cass said, trailing off to find that one excuse as to why to indeed have fucking Neil over, of all people. “Maybe we actually could get him a job? Like maybe ask your dad if he can hire another janitor, perhaps part time. Or Brian at the hotel?”

“You’re asking me to use my dad, who is hunting buddies with the owner of your own workplace, to get Neil a job? What the fuck?” I said a bit perplexed.

“When you put it like that… Well… You think it would be possible?”

“I… We can use it as an excuse for now, then I will see what I can do. Fuck, if they knew why… that would be the end of me,” I said, thinking about the ramifications of that. My dad would be furious and become a laughing stock for all his corporate friends.

“That could work. I’m sure Neil won’t really give a shit about the job, though.”

“Yeah. All he wants is getting in your pants,” I teased.

“Should we tell him I’m ending it?” Cass asked.

“We could play it by ear. Maybe leave it for last. Don’t wanna put a downer on the whole thing. Fuck, I can’t believe this is going to happen.”

“Probably a good idea. We also need to find an excuse for you to get out of there, so that I can get banged properly by Neil. I think if we are to maintain the charade of me being out of the loop, we need some excuse to get you out of the house.”

“I’m ditching our own dinner party so that my dear fiancée can cheat on me?”

“Yup. All night long. You might have to find a nice hotel while your cute fiancée is getting claimed and bred by another man.”

*

When I was sitting in the car, about to drive home, something I’d never thought I’d experience happened. Fucking Neil showed up. He yanked the car door open without any care, sat in and slammed the door. I immediately looked around to see if anyone saw it.

“What the fuck do you want?” I asked, choking a bit at the immediate stench of cigarettes.

“Heh, shut up. So I have this brilliant plan. You can probably think of it as a gift, considering how you’re fucking wired. Anyway. You’re gonna come up with some stupid excuse for Cass and invite me over on Saturday. I’m trying to work this angle where you can watch,” Neil explained.

“Consider it as a thank you for not beating the shit out of me as I’m plowing your missus. Not sure why, but you’re obviously getting off on it or something, or I’d be dead. I’m not an idiot,” Neil continued.

It was just so I wouldn’t laugh. Out there somewhere there were a series of different venn diagrams of what me, Neil and Cass were supposed to know.

“You up for it?” Neil asked. “I was thinking during my visit you could find some idiot reason to leave, sneak off to a good hiding spot and then let the thing commence. Maybe you can film it. Hell, your girl loves getting filmed. And don’t worry, your girl will bite once she knows what’s gonna happen once you’ve left.”

“Sure… A bit… erh wild, and I’m not sure if it will work. But I’ll bite. Whatever. Alright… By the way, where have you been?” I asked. Neil chuckled.

“I got fired, you know? Had to fuck off for a bit. I never banged that bitch secretary. And I never logged on to no fucking computer either,” Neil grumbled, looking out the window.

Was it possible that I was looking at Neil as more than just a tool that played into my and Cass’ fantasy? Maybe I should get him that job, if it was true that he was framed. But why? Then again, given the way he was talking about Jen right now, who was a lovely woman, it was hard to sympathize with him for his character faults.

“You’ll be alright?” I asked, furious at myself for feeling sympathy for this fucking asshole. He tried to steal my girl with all his might and here I was asking if he was alright?!

“Maybe I can talk with dad? He hunts with the owner of some of the hotels in the area. Cass got a job through him as well.”

“Hah! Wouldn’t you just love me working with that hot black ass? Pff, you trying to get me to bang her all day or something? Heh. Sure, I’ll also bite,” Neil chuckled, looking at me with a devious smile. Like I was getting suckered or something.

Yuck. Even trying to be nice with this man, he still had to be crass. But I had to rise above, or else I’d be at his level.

“Who says it has to be the same hotel?” I said.

“Toush.”

“It’s touché, not toush.”

“Heh, whatever. Anyway, see you on Saturday then. Banging your wife. Future wife, excuse me,” Neil said and got out.

This sort of set me in a predicament. Should I tell Cass that Neil wanted to set me up to watch? These venn diagrams of who knows what were sort of hurting my head at this point, so I sort of concluded not to say anything. Seeing how Cass would act without knowing of my presence was certainly appealing. I would be sure to tell her after, but maybe I could keep this one for now? I knew she was keeping some things from me too, saving it for later.

*

Friday I started with a brisk jog. I had been jogging for years, but last week I had stepped up a bit for the upcoming charity football match later today. I had been officially approached by Bran, a local boxer I think I had met at one of the pantries at some point. He had also played wide receiver in high school for a bit, but he hadn’t played as much football as me. He was fairly small, but he had good balance and some experience, and was a big worker in the charity scene in Courtington, so he had a knack for this sort of thing. The quality of football wasn’t so important, just to have a great time.

Coming home after the workout (I did some pull ups and lunges in the park, just to feel how stiff I was), I went to the shed. I saw the ominous PVC barrels Cass had mentioned, but moved gently past them. If they were used for acid or something, best not to get too close. I needed to clear the hedges under the window a bit so there would be easier access for later. Fuck, it’s so weird. Setting up so I could sneak into my own house and watch this monster bang my lovely fiancée.

Afterwards I practiced my throw on the front lawn, even played catch with some of the neighborhood kids. And then it was off to the game. I jogged down, letting Cass drive down on her own. Thing is, I was an extremely competitive guy back when I played, and getting into that mindset I needed to focus. Jogging down to the field would let me do that. It wasn’t a serious game, but I wanted to show off a bit if nothing else.

And boy did my team wreck the other team. Majorly to my detriment. We schooled the other team, but to my major discomfort, Plumber Dan was playing on the other team. He kept tackling me over and over, and in the end I got banged up good. I broke some ribs, but Dr. Roxane Mallow, the local orthopedic physician, told me I was a strapping young boy who’d be just fine.

What made the whole situation more awkward, was that I couldn’t find Cass after the game. First she was there, then she wasn’t. I had clearly seen her in the crowd. In the end Plumber Dan himself had to drive me to the hospital with his Mini Morris. Him being huge in all departments, it was a weird car selection, but hey. He seemed to like it, so who was I to argue?

“So where were you then? I had to be driven down here by my assailment!” I asked when Cass finally showed up at the hospital lobby.

“While you got pounded, I got pounded,” Cass said. I felt my eyes go wide.

I felt a mix of being turned on on a primal level and jealousy. Had Neil banged her already? Even with the agreement of having a ‘dinner date’ on Saturday? The thought gave me a growing semi pretty fast. We had better get out of this lobby before someone caught on.

“So. Here are the options. I can either blow you on the way home. Or, I can use these cute lips to tell you aaall about it. What do you say?”

*

Saturday. The day of doom. The day of glory. The day which held secrets yet to be discovered. I almost couldn’t wait. It was almost like I wanted to go into hibernation until it was over, just so I could know how it ended up. But no. I would get to experience whatever this day held. Or not experience. Witness.

Even Cass seemed to be excited about the prospect of getting fucked again. Not that we hadn’t been making love, but we both knew the extra package Neil came with. And it being so long since they’d done anything, I guess it was understandable. One thing was for sure, seeing her getting more and more pent up got me excited as well. Especially with the little plan Neil had laid for us. Fuck I couldn’t fucking wait to watch them in action. I knew second hand how dirty Cass could get. Now I’d see it first hand.

Finally, around six o’clock the door rang. It was almost ominous hearing the ding dong. Cass came out of the bedroom. I looked past her and saw a box of condoms conveniently placed on the bedroom table.

“You got your hotel room?” Cass asked. “And did you talk to your dad?”

“Yeah. I’m gonna sleep at your job, Cass. That’s hilarious,” I chuckled. Cass did too.

“You slacker. I’ll give you the directions to the nearest broom closet when you get there,” Cass said, smiling. I was happy that she wasn’t letting the anticipation get to her. I wanted this to be fun. But I guess that was inevitable once ‘it’ all started.

The door rang again. Right, in our reassurance of each other we almost forgot why this evening was taking place. We had made it so that it would be after dinner, and more like a talk over some beers. No way we were going to cook for this son of a bitch. Also, that way we’d skip the awkward conversations.

“What up,” Neil said as I opened the door. Cass was still lingering in the kitchen, getting drinks ready.

“Ready? Gonna bang the shit out of your girl. All night. Hope you picked a good spot, because it’s gonna be a while,” Neil said, flashing an evil grin as he spoke and stepped on through the door.

Fuck. It was really going to happen. The same sort of horned up anxiety I felt when I found them in the parking lot way back when. Here I stood, inviting this man into my home, exclusively so he could bang my soon-to-be wife. How did I come to arrive here? Through one nasty fantasy explored after the other. Just the mere thought filled me with arousal.

And Neil hadn’t even dressed for the occasion. He wore his slacks, stained t-shirt and his jacket. Gut stretching the fabric. He looked like this was just any other thing he did. Like it was no big deal. Like Cass was just some tramp he was gonna bang real quick before heading off. It was almost downplaying the whole thing by how he dressed. But somehow that too helped fuel it.

Especially as I had at least put on a decent polo shirt, and Cass was dressed in one of her tight blue jeans and her favorite green loose fit blouse.

“Mind if I help me to some?” Neil said, breaking my thoughts.

“What?” I asked, not paying attention. Neil turned to me, as if to challenge me.

“I’mma go fuck your girl in the kitchen, and I bet there is nothing you gonna do about it,” Neil said.

And just like that, Neil turned and headed into the living room and through to the kitchen. This wasn’t part of the plan of any of us! I hurried over to the door to see. How would Cass react? Would Cass really relent? With the risk of ‘getting caught’?

Luckily we didn’t have the biggest of kitchens nor the thickest of walls, so I could hear all they had to say before.

“What the fuck are you doing? Isaac is right there?” I heard Cass whisper frantically. I could imagine Neil had groped her fine ass from behind.

“Just pregaming of what’s mine, is all. Looking at those blue jeans stretched over that black ass of yours makes any man go nuts,” Neil muttered, just loud enough.

Fuck it. I sneaked a peek past the corner. Neil was pawing Cass’ ass over her jeans, as she was pressed up against the kitchen sink. Both with their backs towards me. When Neil saw that Cass wasn’t putting up any immediate resistance, he raised his hand up along her firm cheeks and then descended down into her pants. Cass gasped out at his forwardness.

“Neil, please…” Cass pleaded, but never turned her head to watch me. “He can be walking in any minute!”

“He’s busy. We’ll be quick,” Neil said with a small grunt. Cass also gave a small noise.

I looked down to see what had made him grunt. Bulging out her jeans, I could clearly see his finger lightly pulse in and out. With how high his hand still was I could only guess he was fingering her ass. Right here in our kitchen. He knew I was watching, and I guess Cass suspected it as well. But that didn’t seem to deter them. Hell, it seemed to entice them. Cass was letting out small suppressed whimpers as Neil was doing her ass over with his skillful finger. Both were moaning softly now, feeling the debauchery doing the work on them both.

I could see Neil’s bulge start to grow. And almost as if on cue, Neil stuck his free hand into his own waist band. He worked his slacks down to mid thigh, dragging his boxers with them, releasing that monstrous tool once more inside my home. Neil lightly tapped Cass’ jean clad ass with his shaft, leaving small spots of precum on her.

“I’ll be quick,” Neil muttered.

Cass didn’t really respond. Instead she bit her lip and arched her head back, enjoying the pleasure she was already being given. She could feel her first orgasm already brewing fast. Getting her ass fingered seemed to be one of her many favorites. Favorites that I never got to indulge in. But Neil was holding back. He didn’t want to bring her over with his fingers. Nope, he had other plans.

Instead, Neil slid his finger out of Cass’ ass, grabbed her waistband and slowly slid her jeans down to her own mid-thigh. Once they were equally dressed, Neil lined up. Just before he was about to slide into her, Cass moved her hand to his stomach. Neil knew not to argue. Besides, he was so pent up he wasn’t in the mood to argue. He found one out of his own pocket and slid it on.

Neil then lined up again, and for the first time I was able to see Neil penetrate Cass. He slid into her easily with how wet she was. Already. Both moaned out in pleasure as they finally connected. With each inch of cock I saw disappear, I knew where it went. The more Neil pressed forward, the more cock filled up my beautiful Cass. And he didn’t take any measures to let her adjust, he slid right into the hilt and pressed hard up against her depths, pressing Cass firmly against the sink. And then it was on. Neil fucked into her with frantic thrusts, panting like a maniac as he did. Cass moaned along, panting and bucking against his thrusts. The whole scene had an urgent feel to it. This wasn’t any ‘let’s make it last’ or pesky lovemaking. This was raw fucking.

Soon enough Cass whimpers became small squeals as she clamped hard around Neil’s girth, cumming faster than I’d ever made her cum. I couldn’t help but notice how cute she sounded as she tried to conceal her orgasm. Her whimpers and her weak moans… After a bit, Cass seemed to get her wits about her, however.

“Hurry the fuck up, Neil, Isaac can catch us at any moment. Please!” Cass said, begging Neil to finish fucking her. Fuck it was so hot hear her beg like that.

“Talk to me then, what do you want me to do down here, eh?” Neil teased through jagged breath, never slowing his thrusts.

I could almost hear Cass roll her eyes. But she played game, as they were on urgent business.

“Come on, give it to me then, you fucking stud. You’re so fucking big! Oh shit. You have no idea how much I missed this! Come on, please! Fuck me! Claim and breed me in my own home!”

“It’s not really breeding if it’s in a condom!” Neil said, trying to sound dismissive, but his breath gave him up. It was obvious he didn’t have long yet.

“You’re right,” Cass said, and turned her head to look at Neil. “Take it off.”

Neil paused. I gulped. I couldn’t believe my ears. Neither could Neil. He stood completely still, breathing frantically. Cass pressed back, forcing Neil to take a step back and slide out of her. She turned and looked into Neil’s eyes.

Then she sank down to her knees. Fuck, she was playing the both of us.

“Fuck your load down my throat, then,” Cass challenged with a sultry look, and opened her mouth.

Neil grunted, satisfied. He placed a hand on each side of her head to hold her still and then hands-free guided his huge dickhead to her mouth. But he didn’t stop there. He pressed forward and his cock soon disappeared inch by inch into Cass’ sweet lips. Her mouth looked so stretched around Neil’s girth.

Then Neil reached the back of her throat, but he didn’t let that deter him. He pressed forward still further, forcing his big tool into her more. Her neck started to bulge as Neil entered deeper inside her and down in her throat. You could even see how her neck bulged at his size’s intrusion. He held still for a few seconds before he drew back and pressed forward again. He did it once more, slowly. Then he had enough. Neil pressed all the way down into Cass’ throat and started to thrust hard and firm against her head, his hands holding her completely still.

And like that he fucked Cass’ throat for several minutes, feeling the delight of her warm throat squeezing his cock tightly. While his thrusts were hard and deliberate, he soon picked up pace as the sensation started to become too much.

Soon he started roaring and I knew then that Neil was cumming down Cass’ throat right here in our kitchen. Right here, right now. It seemed to take forever for him to finish up in her mouth, as he hilted several times with frantic pants, forcing wet squelching sounds out of her throat. Drool, slop and cum started to flow from the corners of her mouth and onto her loose fitted green blouse. There was no way it would be stainless after this.

Seeing that, I bolted to the bathroom in our bedroom and jerked off twice in a row. Fuck, my heart felt like it was going to explode. The thrill of watching them fuck was unbelieveable. And did Neil really think the charade was still up? I looked at the clock. They had been at it for merely six minutes! Man, I could at least pride myself on better stamina than Neil.

Though I knew that kitchen fuck was surely just to release some of the initial pressure.

Reentering the living room, I found both of them sitting on the couch. I went over to the recliner and slumped down with a groan. Hell, that whole ordeal really took it out of me. I looked over at them. Cass looked a bit disheveled, but as respectable as someone who just got bent over the kitchen sink and frantically fucked, and then throatpied could look. She indeed had some stains on her blouse, but she had actually done a commendable job of cleaning up Neil’s mess. Neil on the other hand just sat there, slightly sweaty, gloating. They at least had the decency to sit on each side of the three seater.

“Bad stomach,” I said. Terrible excuse, but it was all I could come up with at the moment.

“Whatever. So you called your dad or something?” Neil said, taking the initiative. He no doubt wanted to get me out of there as soon as possible. Even if he was still breathing quite heavily.

“Yeah, right. Thanks, honey,” I said as Cass slid a beer across the coffee table. She had a small smirk plastered across her face. Yep, she knew I saw. I guess I was still a bit flustered.

“So, yeah. I think it is only gonna be part time, but it will be steady,” I said. “Brian didn’t seem to care, the hotel always needs staffing anyway. And I sort of worked it out that if there isn’t a whole lot of traffic at that hotel, in terms that there isn’t a lot to do, you can work at another hotel in the area under the same chain. But that is something you will have to work out with the janitor coordinator or whoever.”

Neil nodded, taking it in. At first it looked like I was boring the shit out of him, but as he understood I actually had landed him a pretty sweet deal, his expression almost looked a bit perplexed. As if to say, “Dude, I’m fucking your fiancée, why are you doing this?” Truly? I had no idea why I was doing it. I was born with a lot of opportunity, and I knew I was fortunate with that. So I had this guilty feeling almost, like I wanted others to have some of what I had been born with the privilege of. Maybe it was to my detriment, but at least I could feel good about myself when I slept at night.

“Wow,” Cass said, sitting herself upright. “That sounds amazing! Which hotel is it?”

Cass was first and foremost genuinely curious, and probably a bit shocked by my effort. But I could tell there was almost a tinge of hope. Hope of which hotel he would work at.

“Erh. The Swan is the main one, as that is closest to where you live.”

“OOOOooo, we’re gonna be colleagues!” Cass beamed, turning and smiling widely to Neil. Was this part of humiliating me? Her sideways look at me told me that it was. God damn it, right in front of Neil and everything.

“Heh, seems like it,” Neil said. “Hey, I’m no longer a jobless wetback!”

I let out an annoyed sound. Yeah. It was really hard to find redeeming qualities in this man who was fucking my future wife better than I ever could. Who even uses terms like that anymore?!

“I’ll fetch some beers!” Cass said, cheerfully. That was our preplanned code word for me to fuck off. But I decided to linger a little bit. It was way too fast. They could surely wait a bit more. Hell, they could use the anticipation.

“So your dad, huh?” Neil said, clueless to me not fucking off.

“Yeah. He and Brian have been pals since they were teens I think. They have a small ‘crew’ as they like to call it. One of them owns a boat rental upstate, too,” I said, then realized how much of a spoiled brat I sounded like.

“You have quite the network, huh,” Neil said, not really seeming to pay attention.

“Here you go, babe,” Cass said, handing me my beer. Unfazed by me not starting the next part of our plan. Maybe she understood. She did read me like an open book after all.

“Thanks. Just telling Neil about that boat rental we were up at back last month,” I said.

“When we went fishing? Oh boy, that was quite the fishing trip!” Cass said, smiling devilishly. “So many fine moments out on that boat. You had some really impressive catches with that rod of yours!”

I glanced over at Neil. He seemed to squirm a bit in his seat, a bit uncomfortable. He surely had no idea what we were talking about, but maybe he had an idea due to the innuendo. But we weren’t to let him in on the fun.

“Yeah, I was pretty impressed with it myself,” I said, sitting back in my chair satisfied.

“Oh, you should be, nothing to be ashamed of,” Cass replied.

“You guys gonna let me in on what the fuck we talking about or what?” Neil asked, annoyed.

“Oh, just our fishing trip. We had some fun up there,” Cass said, dismissively.

Neil shot her a death stare, which she promptly ignored. That sorta told me that even if Neil gave her the best dicking she ever had, he didn’t really know the Cassandra I knew. Nobody could stare her down like that. Not the woman you try to push, not like that. As sweet and loving as she was, she was fierce and probably the smartest person I knew. Not easily intimidated by a mere stare. Especially not from someone like Neil.

Cass ignored him.

“Maybe we’ll do some fishing during our honeymoon,” Cass said, steering the conversation away from the fishing trip.

“Yeah? Where ya’ll headed? When is the damn thing anyway?” Neil asked. ‘The damn thing’? Our wedding, I presume? For fuck’s sake.

“Puerto Rico, actually. We were thinking of driving to the coast, then taking a plane from there. We know we could do the whole connecting flights thing, but we love a good road trip. Don’t we, Isaac? We always sing ‘Paradise by the Dashboard Light’ by Meat Loaf. At least the first part.”

“Hell, yeah. Listening to songs, singing our brains out. Podcasts, audio books. See the country,” I said. It was true. We were both avid fans of taking trips. There hadn’t been enough of it lately, though, for obvious reasons.

“Heh, what the fuck? Who loves to drive? I just do it because I can’t be fucked to walk anywhere,” Neil said, shaking his head.

“Oh, you lazy bum!” Cass said, slapping Neil’s shoulder playfully.

She sat back and gave Neil sort of a hungry look. Like me and her teasing were getting her riled up, and she was starting to get pent up. And then hearing him being lazy and crude probably also turned her on, knowing what he could do for her despite, or because of, his nature. Hell, them fucking in the kitchen just now, was surely not enough for them, if I’d learned anything.

Cass looked to the kitchen and then to my now empty beer, and got up. Yeah. It was time, it seemed. Time for me to get the fuck up, get the fuck out and leave them alone.

“Want another beer? Neil, Isaac?” Cass asked, turning demonstrably to me, her guilt-ridden yet lustful eyes meeting mine. She wanted it bad, I could tell.

“Sure,” I said. I then fished out my phone. Neil had already been here an hour!

I then opened my phone, sent myself an email I had prewritten. The notification came and I clicked it. The message was some bullshit about an emergency at work, but I didn’t really have to play it up or anything. Neil knew it was bullshit, and so did Cass. They just didn’t know that each other knew.

I looked at Neil who sat with his eyebrow raised slightly, almost expectantly.

“What if she wonders where I’ll be?” I said.

“Don’t worry, I’ll make sure she forgets all about you,” Neil said confidently. I gulped, knowing how true that might be.

I gave him a curt nod, and headed after Cass.

“Babe, there is something down at work. Mind wrapping up here, show our guest out and what not? I really gotta run,” I said, as planned.

“Sure thing, no problem.”

“Don’t wait up,” I said. Cass smiled meekly at me. I couldn’t say another word as the anticipation was so overwhelming I felt like I was going to vomit. Instead, I yanked my jacket off the hanger and stormed out.

*

Cass re-entered the living room, where Neil now sat alone. It was so surreal. Last time they had all night, it had been at his place and in the spur of the moment. Now it was pre-planned and the hunger of what was to come had been building for days. Cass was pent up like never before. The small pre-taste from the kitchen was nowhere near enough. If anything, it fueled her arousal even more. Sure she’d cum, but she knew Neil could do that again. And again. And again. And in so many different ways.

“Finally,” Neil said, still sitting there as they looked at each other.

Cass didn’t know where to start, but Neil did.

“Get on your hand and knees, crawl over here and suck me good and hard so I can fuck you real good. Again,” Neil demanded.

Normally Cass would’ve rolled her eyes at such cliche bullshit. But this wasn’t ‘normally’. It wasn’t normal at all. Go behind her mans back to fuck such a piece of shit like Neil? Who didn’t give a fuck about her and Isaac’s relationship one bit, only wanting one thing. To fuck her as much as possible. And probably more. But Neil played his cards. And fuck did he play them right.

Cass had no idea where in her train of thought it had happened, but at some point she had done as Neil said. Crawled over and sunk her mouth down his length. Now her vision was filled with nothing but the root of his cock coming towards her face, only to bump her forehead up against his pelvis, then the root reappearing again away from her. Over and over. Her throat filled and her neck stretched out each time. Slowly. Steadily. She was taking her time to get him good and hard, feeling every detail of his cock before it got covered in latex. Before it would get shoved inside her. Hopefully shoved inside her for a good time, giving her oven a lot of loving.

What was she thinking? Cass couldn’t possibly want that again? For Neil to give her a good intimate tumbling? Who knew what this night had in store, but that seemed like something to stay clear of. It had been such a risk the last time it happened. It scared her. To think how Neil made her feel. She knew it wasn’t love, but it felt pretty close to it. Not after, not before, but very much so during.

“That’s right,” Neil purred in his rough voice. “You’re getting me good and ready for tonight.”

Cass slid her mouth off of him.

“We don’t have all night. Isaac might be back from his work thing,” Cass said, playing her role.

“How about we take this to the bed? I’ll make you forget all about him,” Neil whispered down to her. Cass bit her lip at his words. Fuck. She was so ready. Was she really that eager to submit?

Neil stood up, smacking her in the chin and face with his monstrous cock. He kicked out of his pants, and as he did, Cass stood too. But she didn’t undress herself.

“Can’t fuck with clothes on,” Neil said with raised eyebrows.

“If you’re gonna fuck me in my own bed, the one I share with my fiancé, you better undress a lady,” Cass challenged.

“Lady? Pff, you’re a slut tonight. My slut,” Neil said, moving closer to her. His words sent electricity through her. Fuck, she loved it.

His lips crashed with hers and a steamy make out session commenced. Cass could feel his huge cock pressed up against her firm stomach, on top of her clothes, no doubt smearing precum all over her favorite blouse. But he didn’t care and nor did he stop at pressing his cock into her, he pressed into her more or less pushing her towards the bedroom. Soon enough Cass crashed back onto the bed, Neil following soon after.

Cass lay there squirming under him as he shoved his tongue into her mouth over and over, tasting every inch of her lips and sucking on her own tongue. Cass felt completely ravaged by this beast of a man. Dominated, and she loved it. She had demanded for him to undress her, but as their lips smacked and filled her bedroom with wet sloppy sounds, she found her own fly. Cass ripped it up, shoved the zipper down, both in urgency, then managed to slide the tight jeans down to her knees. Her orange thong went with her pants, and now she lay there exposed to the world.

Neil slid his tongue out of Cass’ mouth, grabbed her around the waist and flipped her over, and dove his face in between her cheeks. Cass gasped out loud, while Neil let out a satisfied moan as he shoved his tongue hard against her asshole, pressing with all his might to get in. He had done it plenty of times before, and her ass was long accustomed to it, so it wasn’t long before she was getting her ass tongue-fucked to her major delight. Cass gripped Isaac’s pillow and squealed into it as she came hard at the intrusion, another orgasm following just after as Neil started fingering her pussy while swirling his tongue deep into her ass. It felt so magnificent. It was hard to comprehend how she’d survived such an onslaught before, but by god was it incredible. Neil sent her over the edge again and again. Cass tried to squirm away to get a break, but Neil was hungry for more, and held her firmly around her legs, locking her in place. She could even feel his satisfied hums vibrate into her.

After a solid ten minutes of pure bliss and almost an uncomfortable amount of pleasure, Neil finally slid his tongue out of Cass’ ass. She panted heavily, happy to get a small break from the continuous onslaught. But that didn’t mean the night was over. Far from it. Neil instead moved over to her side, pointing his cock towards her face. He moved one hand under her chin and guided her head over to a tilt so that he could slide into her mouth, slowly bucking his cock into her. In the meantime, his right hand found her ass. Neil had fingered her ass in their kitchen like she was some dirty slut, and now he was doing it again, but in her bed. The bed she shared with her fiancé. And the bed she had not done half of the things she had done with Neil.

Neil groaned out loud as he felt her whimper around his cock, taking all the pleasure his middle finger could give as it pulsed in and out of her well prepared ass. But Neil had planned to kick things up a notch when it came to Cass ass. Neil pulled his middle finger almost all the way out, aligned his ring finger along with his middle finger and pressed back in.

Cass’ eyes shot wide at the intrusion, but she never uttered a complaint. Not that she could, with her mouth full and all. Sure, it wasn’t so comfortable, but that only lasted a few moments before she was stretched out by this new insertion. After the initial discomfort, Cass could lie there prone and take what now was feeling quite pleasurable. Neil truly took his time with her. When it was one finger, he had been a bit rougher, as she was more used to that, but now he only did slow pushes, sliding his hand back and forth gently so as to bring her as much comfort as possible.

Cass focused on his cock again. So far he had slowly thrust into her mouth, but now it was her turn to make him feel good too. His cock was leaking so much precum by now it was overflowing her taste buds, and she wanted more. She started to swirl her tongue around, pressing on Neil’s shaft while he slid his veiny cock into her mouth, giving him an extra layer of pleasure. It was all she could do at this angle, and also at this level of pent up horniness. It was hard to focus on anything but the dick in her mouth and the two fingers in her ass.

“You ready to be properly fucked? Get dicked up deep until I bust all inside of you, like last time?” Neil said from above, breaking her trance. He had his smug grin plastered across his broad face.

“That… that can’t happen again,” Cass said. “I’m off the pill, and I can’t take that chance.”

“I can pull out,” Neil said. “I can be reasonable.”

“I better not take the chance.”

“You loved it the last time. Loved it. Think about how good that made you feel, huh? Your pesky boyfriend stuffed in a condom, but that doesn’t matter, does it? When you can get stuffed up by this big dick? And now that it has been well over a week? I bet you’ve been fantasizing about it. Wanting it. Dreaming of it. Dreaming of me fucking you raw, nice and snuggled up, until I shoot up and creampie you good and deep.”

Cass was biting her lips at this point, her eyelids flickering. It was true. She had been thinking of it. Dreaming of it even. A dirty day dream here and there had come a long way during the stressful week. Hell, after the week she had, she deserved to reward herself a little. Hell, maybe that would be a suitable reward. It was so tempting to let Neil hit it raw again. The different positions, but this time raw? It sounded so appetizing it was almost scary.

But she had to be reasonable. Neil would no doubt knock her up if he came inside her again. And while she wanted to get knocked up, Neil was no handsome man, and a huge asshole. No way would she carry his children. Isaac’s would grow up to be nice and strong, no doubt. No. She would have to stay strong, and stay on the safe side while waiting for the wedding night.

But Cass didn’t have to contemplate much. Neil took her silence as before, that condoms were mandatory. With a loud grunt from them both, Neil entered her again, with a condom. Cass was slightly disappointed he had listened, but was also happy she wouldn’t have to take any risks she might not be able to live down.

Fucking hell, even with a condom Neil felt so good inside her. He was just so damn big. His cock thick and fat. Especially as she more or less lay in a prone position, allowing his cock to stretch and reach those places that were only his. Electric sparks shot through her body as Neil repeatedly stretched her out with each hard stroke. It was almost like he was punishing her for making him wear a condom, by giving her agonizingly slow but hard thrusts. He built up his pace, however, and soon he was fucking into her with all his power. But she took that punishment in stride, as she screamed into another series of orgasms.

“Fuck! FUCK! NEIL! You’re so fuuucking big! Fuck yeah, stretch that pussy out,” Cass squealed as his whole weight slammed down into her over and over.

“Yeah? You like taking that big white cock up your tight pussy, little girl? You love it, don’t ya? You fucking love when I’m doing you in your – own – fucking – bed!”

Neil pressed in with extra hard thrusts to emphasize each word, sending Cass’ mind into new places. It was like before. Her mind was getting blanked out, and filled up with Neil’s cock. Nothing else existed right now. Just Neil and his giant, vile cock flying into her sopping, wet pussy. By now he was flying with ease even with how wet and stretched she had become. Molded to Neils girth and length.

“Yeah! Take this cheating pussy! Take it! Fill me up you fucking bastard!”

“You want me to fill you up, huh? That what you want, slut? Shit, oh shit fuck!”

“Fffuuuuuck!!!!” Cass screamed out as they both came hard.

Her abs flexed against the sheets as she felt Neils giant dick flex inside her. That warm glow never ceased to amaze her. Luckily now it seemed to rub back and forth, trapped within its confinement, however, instead of expanding into her belly and coating her insides, like last time. It was so much. Even now she could feel it. Warm, squelching back and forth inside her with each time Neil pumped her up. With each jagged thrust.

And then he rolled off of her and onto his back, panting like a maniac. That was sort of his forte. Regrouping like a wheezing pig, after having done things to her that were impossible to describe as anything but amazing. Cass couldn’t help but feel grateful for the pleasure he gave her. She looked over at him as he heaved for air. She leaned over and gave him a sweet peck on the cheek. Even through his heavy breathing, Neil managed a chuckle.

“Good eh- enough to- eh earn me a peh-peck, huh?” Neil groaned.

Cass didn’t say anything. She bit her bottom lip, as she had other plans. Placing her hand on the bottom of his cock, Cass rolled the condom off him and tossed it aside, not even caring to see where it landed. She then moved her lips to his slick cock, and started licking all over. From bottom to top, up every contour and vein, swirling around and cleaning up his cock for him. He had earned it. He deserved a clean cock after what he had done for her.

What he would continue to do.

And soon enough, or rather, after a good long while of cleaning, his cock started to wake up again.

*

Neil had crawled his giant thighs across Cass’ chest. Cass looked up at him with a determined look, but with a smirk crawling across her face. And pointing right at that smirk was Neil’s giant tool, raging hard and dripping.

“What grade you got?” Neil asked, his cock throbbing right in her face.

“A” Cass said promptly.

“Say it more,” Neil grumbled.

“AAAaaaa” Cass said, and Neil shoved his cock into her mouth.

“Aaah. That’s right. Fuck, yeah, that is good. Right there. Okay, I’ll give you your reward for such good work on your thesis,” Neil said, slowly pressing his ass forward, pushing more cock into Cass’ mouth.

Cass rested her hands on his hips, savoring his detailed cock and how musky his taste was. Holy hell, was she turned on. She knew that the evening had just begun and that so much pleasure awaited her. And now she was getting rewarded for her academic efforts by getting the inside of her mouth mauled by a giant piece of equipment designed to dominate her senses, from taste buds to the pleasure of when it fucked her into submission.

While she didn’t get any physical satisfaction from pleasuring Neil like this, the mental stimulus was unreal. Lying here with her head on her man’s pillow, getting slowly jerked back and forth by Neil’s giant cock pressing in and out of her mouth, getting used. It was like a cloud of arousal took over her brain. It was like this was her natural position. In submission to a giant cock.

“As much as I love fucking the shit out of you, I just love fucking your mouth too. Look down and see those cute hazel eyes. Filled with lust and desperation. See those brown lips stretched around my girth. Feeling those brown lips, cramming this big cock down your fucking throat!” Neil groaned as his thrusts picked up a bit of pace, and indeed his thrusts became harder, cramming her throat full of delicious cock.

“Can’t wait to break you in properly tonight. And to think I’ll get to fuck you in your uniform at your work? Man… Oh fuck… Ait, that’s it… I can’t hold back, I gott-” Neil started, but interrupted himself as he started to send wild thrusts into her mouth. Maybe entering her throat became too much for him.

Cass on the other hand was grateful the pillow took some of the force off from his thrusts, as Neil started to lose control as he was getting ready to cum in her mouth. After a solid couple of minutes Neil grunted and groaned as his cock expanded, bulging out her throat even more, and shot his sperm straight into her stomach. He just kept going and kept going, grunting satisfiedly as he deposited more and more into her belly. Neil then dragged back so he could rest his cockhead on her tongue, covering and filling her mouth with a few extra spurts. Her taste buds went wild with ecstasy as Neil came onto her tongue. “He cums so fucking much,” Cass thought, savoring the taste in her mouth. Neil also tasted great, surprisingly. “Not bad at all.”

Cass then quickly grabbed her phone, sat up against the headboard. She flipped to video mode and started recording. She started the video with her normal smiling face, then smirked widely before opening her mouth for the camera. Showing the copious amounts of Neil’s thick sperm in her mouth. She wrote a quick caption before saving the photo for later. It read: “Look what I got.” That would surely get Isaac going.

*

“Jesus! Fucking! Christ!” Cass groaned with each mighty thrust inside her.

She was now up on all fours across the bed she and her man slept in, once again getting railed. They had been at it for at least five minutes straight. Neil behind, Cass on her hands and knees, pressing against each other. After Cass had gotten Neil back to full mast, they both knew that they had to fuck at least once more. Probably a bunch more. Cass knew that now that she had access, she wouldn’t waste any centimeter of hard cock.

“Fuck, this is some prime pussy,” Neil groaned, hilting inside Cass several times, feeling her out completely. “All mine,” he groaned satisfiedly and slapped her ass hard.

“All yours, Neil,” Cass said back, bucking back against his cock while his hands were groping her ass.

Neil then slapped her ass hard again, and pulled out. Cass couldn’t help but feel a bit empty, but she knew that it was only temporary. Both Neil and Cass were like hungry animals.

“Climb up here, I need to rest the old hips,” Neil groaned, sitting back against the headboard, propping himself up with some pillows.

“Yeah? Want me to work for that big dick?”

“Work that big black ass of yours up and down, baby. Fuck me right here where you bang your little future husband!”

Cass bit her lip at his taunting, but climbed across his thighs regardless. Her smaller hand found his erection and quickly started tugging at him, to get him even harder. But as she did, there came a small rip in the condom. Fuck, she had jerked him too hard. These damn things were way too fragile!

“Here,” Neil said, as he saw it he quickly fished out another condom, desperate to get back inside Cass again. Cass shoved the condom into her mouth and dipped it down across his head, and jerked it down his rod.

But Cass was just as desperate to get stretched again, and slid her pussy down his length with ease. Neil just put his hands behind his head, looking utterly relaxed as she started doing all the work. She quickly started to grind back and forth on him, squeezing with a vice grip. Each time Cass stretched forward, her pussy squished and contracted around his girth. Cass closed her eyes focusing on the wonderful things she was feeling from their wild sex. As their fucking picked up, her body started to tremble as another climax came crashing.

She started lifting up and crashing down, trying to shove the orgasms out of her. Fluids shot out from her as she did, as she was so wet. Neil grabbed onto her tits and shoved his mouth on them, sucking and licking wildly. The added stimulation was plenty enough to send her into a frenzy as she clenched hard on his fat cock, and came hard.

Just as she started to buck, Neil slid his right hand across to her ass, and while she started to cum, at her peak he slipped two fingers into her ass again, sending her into another squealing craze as she clamped down on his big dick even more, going into convulsions on top of him. It was so heavenly what he could do to her. It became so much, so sensitive that she had to stop slamming her ass up and down and instead resume her grinding, but with the same ferocity.

“Fuuuuuuck,” Cass moaned out, never wanting to let up her grinding. But in the end, she had to. She was so sensitive.

Coming down from another orgasmic bliss once again, Neil pushed her off and onto her back, crawled across her chest with his knees on either side, frantically jerking his cock right into her face. She knew what he wanted, and she was more than happy to receive it. Cass yearned for it. She just meekly lay there, a small finger under her bottom lip, studying Neil’s big cock blurrily getting jerked in front of her face.

With a loud splash, thick sperm shot from Neil’s slit and onto her face. Within a few jerks Cass’ entire face was covered as white cum trickled and splashed across her. She closed her eyes, both to protect them, but also in sheer enjoyment at getting her cute face covered so severely by Neil. Taking Neil’s cum on her face was just another way she was submitting to his will, as no one else would have been allowed to do something so disgusting to her. But with Neil, she needed his cum. She needed his cock. In her mouth, on her face, in her pussy, in her womb.

“Fuck! Fuck! You fucking slut! Take that, fucking slut!” Neil chanted as he jerked his copious amounts of cum out and all over her, in the end sticking his dick inside her mouth for her to clean the rest.

*

As the shower sprang into action, I finally moved out of our walking closet. It had been a wild ride and, by fuck, I was already exhausted. I had busted a thousand times, at least. The naughty things they did. The things they said. Cass really had a knack for dirty talk, holy shit. I got out of the closet and over to our bed. No. Now it wasn’t our bed. It was theirs. Cass’ and Neil’s. At least for now. And I just had to accept it. No, I didn’t but I wanted to. The thought brought me such arousal, such jealousy. I had to see the end of it. Wondering how far Cass would take it. How far Neil would push it.

I looked at the sweat stains on our bed clothing. Or was it really sweat? Probably all kinds of bodily fluids from the both of them. Cass had really been pushed by Neil, but I felt confident she wouldn’t relent, and would stay true to her word on using protection.. But it had been close. I could tell. And some part of me wanted her desperately to yield, but that could never happen.

But then I heard the shower shut off. I heard giggling approaching fast and someone grabbed the door handle. Fuck! I bolted out of the room, as the door out of the room was much closer than the closet. Besides, idiot me hadn’t put a chair there so even with the show, it wasn’t so appealing getting back in there.

I was careful to close the door, but leaving the smallest of cracks open so I could see what was next.

“You totally owned this pussy,” Cass laughed as they both entered the bedroom again. I couldn’t see them, but I heard their shuffling.

“Yeah? Beat it up good?” Neil chuckled, jumping into the bed.

I heard Cass joining him. I tried to imagine what was going on, as I didn’t dare peek inside yet. I pictured Cass’ firm beautiful body completely naked, a towel discarded as she climbed in, along with the monstrous Neil. Cuddling up at his chest, as they would take a small break. Hell, I knew Neil could go over and over, but even he had to have breaks.

Then I didn’t have to imagine anymore, as I heard a loud smack. And another. Neil was smacking and mauling Cass’ shapely ass.

“Ouch!” Cass yelped. But it didn’t sound like she thought it was painful. More playful. Another smack, almost as if to emphasize this.

“How about a good night kiss?” Neil suggested.

“Good night kiss? What, are you fucking twelve or something? Besides, the clock is barely nine! Night is still young,” Cass said, more or less setting the ground for a long night.

“I’d like one regardless,” Neil groaned. I heard some shuffling then the soft sounds of kissing. They were making out right there. Again. I imagined it was tender. Maybe not as tender as when Cass spent the night, but the wet sounds of their lips exchanging told me that it was slow and deliberate.

Then the familiar sounds of lips smacking were substituted with the sound of Cass moaning and Neil’s satisfied groans. I had to look inside. I dared a peek. From my angle, standing out in the dimly lit hallway, I could see them from a slight front angle, so I was in a perfect view to see what Cass was doing.

It was obvious by her actions, and what she had said, that the night was indeed young and that they were about to hit another round. Cass was gently licking and sucking into Neil’s neck, while her hand was under the blanket obviously tugging his huge cock. The blanket jerked slowly up and down, his cock and her hand erecting an impressive tent.

“Now that’s what I call a good night kiss,” Neil said. “But even as good as it is, I think you can even do a bit better.”

Cass bit her bottom lip as she exchanged an evil grin with Neil. She then descended down under the blanket and out of view, while Neil folded his hands behind his head like when she rode him before. I could obviously not see what she was doing, but it was pretty evident by the loud smacks and slurps. By the sound of it, she was now making out with his cockhead.

“Further down,” Neil demanded.

I could see Cass oblige, as the bulge of her head under the blanket moved down his shaft, slurping away and coating his whole length in her saliva.

“Further.”

The bulge of her head now moved down even more. For the next few minutes Cass made out with Neil’s huge balls, lapping away. Loudly, too. Neil sounded like he was on cloud nine from how good it felt. Cass attentive soft lips sucking his balls, licking and kissing them with care and want. Something I just had to imagine. Even if Cass had started to give me blowjobs, she hadn’t yet kissed my testicles or anything like that. Come to think of it, I can’t really recall whether she had done it for Neil either. But now she did, and with great passion.

“Now that is a good goodnight kiss… but I think… you can go a bit further down still,” Neil said with a smug groan, obviously challenging how far he could push her. Would she do it? It was so disgusting! Would she ever have done anything so nasty if it was with anybody but Neil? With me? I didn’t think so. Only he could drive this side out of Cass.

I could tell Cass hesitated, as the bulge that was her head hovered around his balls still, not really moving. Not even playing with his nuts. I knew what he wanted, and it was such a disgusting degrading thing. How could he expect anyone to want to do something like that to him? How could that even happen?

Then. To my great surprise, and arousal, I saw Cass head go even further down. I wanted to throw up. Was she really gonna-

“Aaaah shit! Just there! Tongue it! Fuck yeah! Right there!” Neil moaned out loud, quickly placing one hand on the bed to steady himself, and another on top of the blanket where Cass’ head was underneath.

She did. I could even see from the slight movements in the bulge the passion she did it with. Fucking hell. Fuuuuck! My mind was reeling. I was so disgusted and yet so aroused. I had to cum so fucking bad, but out here I had nothing. I bolted over to a closet where we had clean towels, grabbed one, and jerked off.

Watching Cass truly submit with no limits like that… It made me nauseous. It was disgusting and I had no idea how Cass could even do something so vile, but also just because it was so disgusting and vile. Cass knew no limits when it came to her submission to this man! And just because he fucked well?

After busting hard into the fresh towel, I was completely spent. I had earlier thought braggadociously I had more stamina than Neil. But I didn’t. Another thing Neil bested me in. He was bigger, he fucked better, he made Cass do things I could never dream of. And now I was spent while they were preparing for yet another round of passion.

I was drained of energy, and they sounded like they could still go for a few more. Fuck. I didn’t really wanna crash on the couch as that would be too obvious… I did have a hotel booked. Would I really abandon my own home to go to a hotel just so Cass could get her something extra? It was on the verge of being pathetic. It was humiliating. Which is why I left.

*

“Fuck yeah! Right there!” Neil moaned from above.

Cass couldn’t believe she was eating this asshole’s asshole. How had she fallen so low? And how did she enjoy it so much? Submitting? Without any thought of how or what she truly was, she had sunk her wet tongue up against his ass and given him her first rimjob. Gently, yet eagerly. It was disgusting. It was delicious.

As it went on she had even gotten more into it. Her hand had traveled down to her sopping wet pussy, and while she was eating Neil’s ass she had started absentmindedly playing with her own clit. One hand on herself, another wrapped around Neil’s left thigh. His other leg draped across her back, locking her in place.

But finally, Neil had enough. As good as it was, this wouldn’t make him cum. She felt the blanket getting tossed aside, and suddenly light and Neil’s coarse face greeted her back to the world.

“Lay your ass upside down here, your face hanging off the edge of the bed,” Neil commanded.

Cass rolled over onto her back and slid down to the foot end of the bed, and did as she was told. Meanwhile, Neil shoved himself onto his feet and got into position above her head. Luckily their mattress was kind of high up, so Neil didn’t have to bend his knees too much to slide his dick into Cass’ throat.

“Fuck yeah, you’re taking that big dick like a fucking pro now, slut! You little bitch!” Neil groaned as he started to slide his huge cock back and forth, fucking Cass’ throat.

“Don’t worry though, I’m just getting warmed up. Gonna fuck you senseless in a minute, just gotta-” Neil said, giving a series of deep thrusts down to the base.

“That’s right. Just like that,” Neil groaned as he bottomed inside her.

“You ready? I’m gonna show you who owns that tight little pussy!” Neil said with a roar, dragging his cock out of her mouth.

Cass coughed and choked from his forcefulness, but remained where she was. Neil slid a condom on and climbed on top of her. Neil quickly hooked his arms under her knees, pressed her legs up more or less folding her, and like that he entered her.

Cass would’ve protested, but wasn’t able to. Hell, would she even have protested? How good had it been last time, with Neil on top? Though now Neil was way more aggressive. Boy, she was in for a ride. Neil shoved all the way in, slowly slid out until only the tip remained inside and then shoved in again. He did this several times before picking up the pace and slamming down into her with force. It didn’t take long until the pleasure became overwhelming.

Cass’ eyes rolled into the back of her head as her eyelids flickered. Each thrust shoved a groan and a mini-orgasm out of her, each slam made her gush all around his humongous cock. He was so big. So forceful. So good. And then it happened again. He was too forceful.

Something tore and Neil found a new place inside her. He had been there before, but it was still new to her. The new wave of heavenly stuffed up pleasure shot through her, almost sending her right into a frenzy again. Cass squealed out in gratisfaction of feeling Neil again. Just from feeling him bare inside her. She knew it couldn’t happen again, it was too dangerous. Too delicious. But it did. Currently, Neil was sitting raw and naked inside of Cass’ unprotected, unbred pussy. Her walls were quivering around him from just thinking about it. Her instincts were quickly taking a hold on her.

However, Neil slowed down to a halt as they both realized what had happened. Her body screamed for the continuation, but Neil was conditioned to the condom rule.

“Did it happen again?” Cass asked, looking down at Neil’s wide, thick cock sticking into her. God, how stretched she was!

She didn’t really need an answer. She could see the ripped condom around the bottom of his shaft, with half of his bare cock still stuffed up inside her. Ominously pulsing and throbbing in anticipation. Cass could feel the details of his cock so clearly now. The contours and how it stretched her out. How it touched places that were still relatively untouched. Filling up those places and the rest of her like no other.

“Yeah,” Neil rumbled. But he didn’t pull out right away. Instead he looked for her reaction.

A battle inside her immediately commenced. Cass had to make a decision. Fulfill her destiny as Neil’s slut? Or remain steadfast, and play by the rules? She knew that if he let her hit it raw again, there was no way back. She had told herself that last time it happened. That it had to happen again. And if she were to relent, the prophecy would fulfill itself, and with Cass as a willing participant. There was no going back. If she let it happen now, that was it. Her pussy was Neil’s to claim with his raw cock. Even if it meant Neil would be the only one barebacking her for the time being. All he had to do, or she had to do, was to let it happen. Let Neil take her bare her and now.

Just the thought of how good it felt last time, where she wasn’t even able to fully appreciate what was happening due to her almost willful ignorance. Last time it was something that happened. This time it would be something that Cass and Neil did together. No one was there to stop her. Not her, not Neil. Not Isaac.

It had to happen again.

To finally take Neil like she was supposed to take him, would be the only thing that could make this night better.

“God damn it…” Cass finally said. “alright… just… remember to pull out…”

Neil was surprised by this. He had sort of resigned himself to a fate of condoms. If she wasn’t going to submit to him bare now, she never would. But Cass did! Cass had just submitted her body to him. Neil screamed in joy within him, as this was yet another victory. Not only in the grand scheme of things, but just this night. Another victory for team Neil, another loss for team Isaac.

“But be gentle. You’re still so fucking big,” Cass pleaded.

She gulped. Cass knew what she was asking him to do. She shouldn’t, but she did. Not only take him raw, with all the risk, but also how she would take him. Slow and tender. Again. And she was asking for it. Yearning for it. Her mind and body started to catch up to what she wanted from Neil. Her whole body was quivering in anticipation.

So Neil put the head of his cock and nudged it into her entrance and pushed his cock inside her all the way, leaning his body over hers in the process. Fully over her, Neil soon found her lips and they softly started to make out as Neil slowly dragged his monster cock out a few inches and then roughly shoved it back inside her. Hard and firmly right inside her. Right as deep as it could go. Right up, and out wide as just he could. Stretching her, filling her, with his big raw cock.

Cass couldn’t help but whimper into his mouth as she started to convulse under him. She wrapped her hands and legs around him to pull him in even more. The broad pressure from Neil’s beautiful cock, and the intimacy was too much for her starved mind. It had been so long since she had taken a raw cock like this, and not only was it raw, it was Neil’s. Gently snuggling inside her. It was the biggest cock, and now the sole conqueror of her body and soul.

With each thrust she was reminded why she shouldn’t take him like this. Why Neil was so dangerous in these situations. Why Neil was fucking her right now, and not Isaac. How much better lovemaking was when it was with Neil, rather than Isaac.

And every time he pressed all the way in, she got a small prompt of not only how big he was, but also a warning of how dangerous Neil’s cock could be if he didn’t pull out in time. When his head stuffed her, he pushed into her cervix, pushing it back with his instroke. It was uncomfortable, yet something so primal Cass blanked it out for how good it felt getting stuffed up like this. The taboo danger of Neil traveling so deep inside her, the implication, made her squeeze around his girth. Like her body was coaxing it from him. Like it was instinctual for her to want to get filled up by his cock until she was filled up by more than just his cock.

“So who owns this pussy now?” Neil asked in a whisper, still agonizingly stroking inside her. Slow and tender.

“You do! You do!” Cass whimpered, closing her eyes. Neil moved his hands down under her and up her back, holding her tightly against him as he ever so slowly increased the tempo. Building her up with each time he hit bottom, firmly ending each thrust by shoving his cock into her cervix.

“I don’t want you to fuck the retard without a condom. Not anymore! This is all mine, right?” Neil said. He felt how she gushed around him and could tell how into the humiliation she was. “You like that I’m your only one fucking you raw nowadays?” Neil asked.

“I love it! I fucking love it!” Cass said, leaning up, trying to kiss Neil again.

“You greedy little girl. Can you do something for me?” Neil said.

“Anything!”

“Don’t let Isaac hit you raw again before the wedding. I’m the only one,” Neil demanded, driving the point home.

Cass sunk her face into his neck, lightly biting into him as if to suppress her whimpers. Her walls clamped around him as he fucked her towards a mind shattering climax. She had never had so much raw cock inside her, and it stretched her out in all the good ways. Going in and out, stuffing her. Cass’ mind spun in pleasure like never before.

“Ffffuck… ye-yeah!” Cass whimpered in a jagged voice, barely able to control herself.

“And when we fuck, I’ll always go raw!” Neil said, dragging his cock with slick wet sounds in and out of her. “I’m the only one who gets to fuck you like this!”

Cass couldn’t do anything but nod. Even if it was over a month to the wedding, she was fully ready to get fucked by Neil raw only. Even if it meant Isaac had to be covered up. She knew it was bad, but if she was to take Neil she wanted to do it the right way.

Cass then decided she would lie idle, just taking this wicked dirty talk like some good girl. Taking the fucking she was getting. It was time to give him some back, reward his savory words with some of hers. Let him have her how he wanted. Minutes dragged by as she lay there. But then she had an idea. Or more like a realization of what to come. Isaac had barely talked to her about it, but Cass knew she wanted it. It was only right.

“Neil… I want you…” she moaned as she rocked gently back and forth under him

“I can tell,” Neil said, feeling how wet she was. Hearing it even, the gushing was audible at this point.

“No, let me… oh god… I want you to fuck me at my wedding,” Cass said, biting her lips as the words had left her mouth. No sugar coating it. Raw as the cock inside her. “I want you to fuck the bride!”

Now it was Neil’s turn to sink his face into her neck, sucking into her as he pumped his cock into her with more intensity. Her words burned into him, and he damn near lost his composure.

“Nngh… If you keep talking like this I’mma bust!” Neil warned, feeling her around him like a hot glove. For her to give herself to him at their wedding would be the ultimate power play. Hell, even to send Cass on her honeymoon with something extra was something that drove even Neil on.

“Come on, then! You gonna fuck the bride? Before and after the reception? When I walk down the aisle, I’ll be freshly fucked! Wanna make this bride into a cheating bride? A cheating wife? Wanna fill me up on the wedding night with your big glorious cock? Come on, then fuck me good, you fucking asshole, you!”

“AH SHIT!” Neil groaned, trying to hold back.

“So how about it? You gonna be the one to consummate the marriage? Ole Neil getting first right? Instead of Isaac, I’ll sneak off to your bed instead? Or maybe you’ll be waiting for me in the bride’s suite? Or fuck me in some broom closet? And-”

“You- gonna- get it!” Neil grunted for dear life, thrusting into her with hard strokes.

“Fuck me! Just like that! Just like that! You’re so deep! FUCK ME! YESSS!” Cass squealed.

“I’ll bust inside you if I do! You want that?!” Neil almost roared, while never stopping forcing more cock inside her. Cass was too far away to deny him. She had to have him. To make him cum so good, and to have him cum with her.

“Do it then! Fuuuckkkk! Fucking do it! Claim this pussy! Claim me! Cum for me! Take me away and make me yours! FUUUUUCK!”

It was happening again. Only this time it felt so much better. Cass and Neil both came as hard as they’d ever cum. The talk and the fucking was so laced with depravity their minds were in shambles. It was like their primal instincts took over, telling them this could only end in one way.

Cass felt it like a shotgun got blasted inside her, and as it did, she gushed around Neil’s cock, cumming right along. She was practically squirting from getting his exploding cock rammed inside her over and over. From Neil cumming inside of her. Last time it had been a warm sensation that exploded inside of her, expanding throughout her body and tingling every fiber of her, and now it was no different. Inside her belly was an explosion of the warm sensation of Neil’s essence coating and filling her. Covering the insides of her walls with his thick, rich cum. Right into her deepest part she felt Neil’s huge cock expand and then unload spurt after spurt inside her with such force it felt like it was shooting right through her cervix and hitting the back of her womb, and recoiling around inside her. Twitch after twitch she felt him sending more sperm right into her. All around her insides. Again and again, through her cervix and right into her fertile, unprotected womb.

Cass mind was in total shambles from how good it felt. To finally get filled up by some bare sex after so long. To finally make intimate love. To finally get stuffed the only right way. To let Neil cum inside her. Nothing else existed in that moment but Cass, Neil, and Cass’ ruined insides.

It was so much, and Neil seemed to not stop for a while. With small thrusts he pushed cum blast after cum blast into her. As Cass felt her insides filled to the brim, cum started to spill from her pussy and soon enough the mattress was getting soaked with both their juices. She had never been a squirter, but feeling how much he filled her, and how hard, and the taboo act of it, had made her already wet pussy erupt along with his thrusts again.

Neil finally collapsed on top of her. His cock was still twitching, but more from the after shock. Cass gently rubbed on his back, as they both savored this moment they had together. It was hard to believe. Had it really happened? And had it really happened again?

This time Cass had no excuses. She had consented to raw sex when Neil offered to find a condom. She asked for gentle, tender fucking, which was her favorite. And then she coaxed him to cum inside her unprotected pussy, fully aware of the danger. She had lost herself again, but for some reason… this time she didn’t feel too bad about it. On the contrary, Cass felt great! Like it was just the natural progression. The natural thing to do. The right thing to do. Cass was more or less beaming as she hugged Neil tightly, kissing his cheek.

And if even that wasn’t enough. Instead of pulling out, Neil rose up with his hand on either side of her, and looked at her, still docked and lodged. Thinking for a mere second, Neil moved his hands to the nape of her knees, pushed her legs so he could position her ankles over his shoulder, and leaned forward again. Again folding her.

And then Neil lifted up, and slammed down. And again. And again. Building up a rhythm where she got dicked deep and good, and this time without any tenderness. Just raw fucking, as raw as it could be. And in addition, in this position, all the sperm that was left inside her worked as lube, as it had nowhere to go. Making her extra wet. And also making it extra dangerous, but that she pushed away. Now was now, then is then. It felt so good being taken in this way, consequences be damned. Now Neil was relentlessly fucking her.

“FUUCK! You’re breaking me! God fuck! You’re so fucking deep!”

“You like it, little bitch? Big white dick dominating tiny black girl? LIKE THAT?!”

“YES! I LOVE IT! Keep filling me up! Fill me up with that big fucking dick!”

After five straight minutes of Neil shoving his whole weight down on her, thrusting like a maniac possessed, he once again filled Cass up with more of his sperm. Holding it deep with each thrust, as if to make sure that each blast hit home the right way, leaving oh so much cum inside her. Cass couldn’t do anything but cum and cum again, getting so savagely taken, utterly broken and destroyed by Neil’s ferocity.

“You fucking ooown this pussy now!” Cass purred as she laid with her chin on his shoulder, ending in a yawn. It was a few minutes later, and Neil was now currently passing out on top of her, cock still inside her. Both of them were spent.

“Heh, yes I do,” Neil groaned, starting to feel pretty tired himself and finally rolled off.

Cass looked down at her destroyed body. Neil’s thick cum slithered out of her pussy still. Some even landed on her thighs and on her firm stomach. She knew it shouldn’t have happened again, but Neil fucked her so good, she had no way out. She had to let him cum inside her. No breed her. She had come to love that word, as it brought to her fantasy so much taboo baggage it was almost as if she could taste it. Looking down, Neil truly had made a mess out of her, but she was too tired to do anything about it just yet.

As Cassandra Rose fell into a comfortable, tired sleep, she knew one thing was for sure. She was lost.

“Whoops,” Cass chuckled.

*

Sleepy as they were, they only needed two hours rest before they both woke up horny and hungry for more. Cass woke up to Neil climbing on top of her again, spreading her legs to take her once again eye to eye. Once upon a time she would’ve stopped him from fucking her like this, but now it was the only way she wanted. Cass looked over at the condom almost as a reflex. But she looked away, knowing she was ruined. There was no way she’d have Neil wear one of those again.

“Fuck it?” Neil asked, as he lined his beautiful cock and pressed the head inside of her.

“Fuck it. Might as well go without,” Cass groaned, and Neil pressed forward. It was still an effort to take the big throbbing slab. Her abs were crunching up as more cock traveled inside her.

“You’re really hooked on bare sex now, then?” Neil asked, slowly working his shaft in and out of her.

“Ff-fuck yeah… There’s no way I’m going back. So you wanna breed me some more?” Cass teased, feeling the big cock flex.

“You gonna take plan B, right? If I’mma cum inside you, you better-”

“Breed. You’re not cumming inside me, you’re breeding me,” Cass said, her voice starting to shake from arousal. “Now, come on. Start breeding!”

Requesting this was so taboo, and it drove her into an early frenzy as she felt his dangerous tool shove into her even more. Soon traveling all the way home. And calling it breeding made the danger of it so much more tasty, erotic even. Like Neil was doing the ultimate claiming of her body. And requesting it was her submitting to him truly.

Cass looked up into Neil’s eyes, almost challenging him. Neil looked back, as if to challenge her right back, as if to say ‘yeah? You about that life, huh?’ Cass of course took the challenge. She was too far gone to pussy out now. She needed to get fucked. Fucked hard until Neil came all inside her.

“Come on, Neil! Breed this black bitch! All you have to do is pump that big dick in me until you empty those big balls inside me!” Cass moaned in Neil’s ear.

Her words had the desired effect. Neil started to thrust earnestly now, pressing hard and fast inside her, building up a good rhythm. Cass was barely able to talk as he did, as her orgasm was quickly coming, and coming with a vengeance.

“Breed me! Come on! Breed this pussy!” Cass could barely believe the words that were coming out of her own mouth. They stung, but they stung so good.

“Oh fuck… o-okay… let’s do this…” Neil groaned, barely able to keep his thrusts steady given how wet and warm Cass was as she clamped around him like a scalding hot glove.

“I want you to fucking breed me! Breed this black pussy! Make it yours by breeding me! Fuck! Oh shit! Fuuuck!”

“Let’s do it!” Neil groaned, sweat starting to pour from his temple and down his thick neck.

“YES! Do it! YESSS! Deeper! All up in that pussy! Claim it! TAKE IT! TAKE ME JUST LIKE THAT!” Cass squealed.

And once again Cass’ eyes rolled back and Neil collapsed on top of her as they both erupted. Neil shoving his sperm as deep as he could while Cass squirted around his girth, jerking her hips up to meet his shallow deep pumps. It felt so good, every time. Doing something so pleasurable, something she wasn’t supposed to. This was so far beyond what one would expect from Cass. From a fantasy of doing something naughty, to getting continuously bred by this monster of a man. It was like a roller coaster she didn’t want to get off of, she was enjoying it way too much.

“Oh yeah! Give me that fucking cum! You fucking bred this fucking pussy,” Cass purred, feeling every twitch inside her, wrapping her soft legs around Neil to savor their moment further.

“You took it. Now it’s yours, Neil. You own it. Thank you,” Cass moaned out in delight as their coupling came to an end. Neil too moaned. Where did this even come from? Did she truly thank Neil for more or less knocking her up? How low can you get?

But before she could do anything stupid… anything more stupid, Cass rolled out of bed. Sniffing herself, she had no idea how Neil was able to bang her one more time. She smelled like a bleach factory burnt to the ground. She needed to rinse off.

Standing in the shower, she was starting to take things in. No doubt Neil was relishing the fact of having conquered such a hot babe, right in front of her own fiancé. His former boss. Who even got him a job. And what did he do in return? Bang his wife and probably impregnate her. Cass started to quiver even at the thought of the predicament she had ended up in.

But she had been reckless. She knew this couldn’t be the end, but she needed to establish control. She had said that to herself so many times, but over and over she did the exact opposite.

Cass let the warm shower soften up her skin again, wash away any crust from their fucking. Her pussy especially needed a proper clean up. It felt so different from just twelve hours ago. Like she was now accommodated to something so much larger. She knew her body would adjust back, but it gave her a tickling sensation that Neil physically changed her body with how large he was, and with how much he had taken her.